on a strange land
Ideas Lyrics


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Here, on a strange land in deep silence, alone,
I′m looking through a gloomy shell towards my world,
My paralyzed inside is contracted by beauty sometimes
And sprinkles a silent smile towards the rigid days.

In spite of the raging storm, I can't feel the hits of the lash,
With glazed eyes I wipe my racking prison′s walls, I'm speechless
Yet the power chases, yet the longing drives,
From dull reality my heart cries for life!
I'm longing to be in the world of our dreams
The moment that there wait for us are beautiful and real,
There the ordered fate may become true,
That′s the way I′ll find my real home

I'm staring at the distance just myself, but not alone,
While you′re looking at my summit from above, I do it from below,
How the setting sun paints its slices into different colours
From time to time.

Hundred days and hundred nights are burning in my mind,
The passing years engraved deep wrinkles in my life,
Paying for everything by millions of bleeding wounds,
Praying for a nicer day, waiting for a shining dawn.

I can feel, I'm a shinking mote in the whirl,
Tell me, where I should go in the storm?

Yet the power chases, yet the longing drives,
From dull reality my heart cries for life!
I′m longing to be in the world of our dreams
The moment that there wait for us are beautiful and real,




There the ordered fate may become true,
That's the way I′ll find my real home

Overall Meaning

The song "On a Strange Land" by Ideas captures the emotions of someone who is far away from their home, in isolation. The lyrics suggest that this person is living in a dark place, where they are held as a prisoner of their mind. The person is looking towards their world, but is unable to reach there, and their heart cries for life. The beauty that surrounds them sometimes softens their paralyzed inside, and brings a smile to their face, but the days are still rigid. The person is powerless against the raging storm, but the power still chases them, and the longing still drives them towards their dreams.


The lyrics paint a picture of someone who is struggling to find their place and true home. They are staring into the distance, hoping for a moment to come that is both beautiful and real. They have been living in isolation for hundreds of days and nights, with time engraving deep wrinkles in their life. Despite their struggles, the person still prays for a nicer day, waiting for a shining dawn.


The song is a reflection of the human experience, capturing the emotions of isolation, longing, and hope. It is a reminder that life can be challenging, but there is still beauty in the world that can soften the hardest of hearts.


Line by Line Meaning

Here, on a strange land in deep silence, alone,
I am currently on an unfamiliar territory and am feeling isolated and quiet.


I'm looking through a gloomy shell towards my world,
I'm gazing through a despairing mindset towards the place I call home.


My paralyzed inside is contracted by beauty sometimes
Occasionally, my beautiful surroundings can stimulate my paralyzed emotions.


And sprinkles a silent smile towards the rigid days.
These brief moments of beauty can sometimes lighten my bleak days.


In spite of the raging storm, I can't feel the hits of the lash,
Despite the adversities I face, I can't seem to feel their impact.


With glazed eyes I wipe my racking prison's walls, I'm speechless
I'm feeling trapped and helpless, and I can't find the words to describe it.


Yet the power chases, yet the longing drives,
Although I feel powerless, a strong desire to chase after a better life continually drives me.


From dull reality my heart cries for life!
I'm yearning for an existence that is truly fulfilling.


I'm longing to be in the world of our dreams
I'm yearning for a reality that is not limited by our current circumstances.


The moment that there wait for us are beautiful and real,
This better reality is waiting for us, and it is truly amazing.


There the ordered fate may become true,
In this ideal reality, our predetermined destiny may finally come to fruition.


That's the way I'll find my real home
This is where I truly belong, in this perfect world.


I'm staring at the distance just myself, but not alone,
Although it may seem like I'm alone, I have myself and my thoughts to keep me company.


While you're looking at my summit from above, I do it from below,
While others may look up to me, I feel like I'm looking up at them.


How the setting sun paints its slices into different colours
I'm mesmerized by the beauty of the setting sun and how it transforms the sky with its hues.


From time to time.
This happens occasionally, but it's enough to bring me joy in this difficult reality.


Hundred days and hundred nights are burning in my mind,
I can't seem to shake off the memories of the past hundred days and nights.


The passing years engraved deep wrinkles in my life,
The years have not been kind to me, and the hardships have taken their toll.


Paying for everything by millions of bleeding wounds,
The price of my struggles has been paid by countless wounds and scars.


Praying for a nicer day, waiting for a shining dawn.
Despite everything, I continue to hope and pray for a better future.


I can feel, I'm a sinking mote in the whirl,
I feel insignificant in the grand scheme of things, like a small speck caught in a vortex.


Tell me, where I should go in the storm?
I'm lost and unsure of where my path should lead me in these turbulent times.




Writer(s): Tibor Preil, Laszlo Bekesi, Mihaly Torma, Laszlo Zelizi, Gabor Szendofi, Kata Keres, Peter Bokros

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